I'm trapped in a cube

"Do creatures without desires really exist?" Mo Ling had deep doubts in his heart.

Isn't the birth of creatures derived from the desire for "survival"?

Small molecular organic compounds such as amino acids and fatty acids, under suitable conditions, further combine into more complex macromolecular organic substances such as proteins and nucleic acids.

Then, these macromolecules have evolved continuously and produced multi-molecular systems with complex structures that can continuously renew themselves, thus producing primitive life.

The initial "purpose" of these primitive lives is to "exist".

This is the most basic "desire for survival".

Reproduction, reproduction, evolution... are all for better survival, better adaptation to the environment, and resistance to natural destruction.

All the subsequent desires are based on the extension of the desire for survival.

Power, lust, and money are just a form of guaranteeing "survival" and an external extension of the desire for survival of organisms.

It is precisely because of the continuous pursuit of "survival" that they can be called "living" creatures.

Creatures without desires will not appear, nor should they appear.

Then there is only one other possibility...

"A desire is another form of creature, and the desire of that creature will not be burned like a normal creature."

"Yes, you are very smart." The man in red nodded: "As long as it is not firewood, it can be anything else, something that will not be burned by red light..."

But, does such a creature really exist? Mo Ling questioned in his heart.

This is only a creature that exists in theory. Desire is another form. It is simple to say, but where can there be such a creature in reality?

And even if there is, why would that creature descend to Hongguang City? This is just a corner of the fifth layer of the abyss. Although the red light is dazzling, it cannot extend infinitely in the endless darkness. It can only attract nearby life.

Waiting here is more likely to wait until the whole city is swallowed by the red light, and there will be no such creature.

"If that creature appears, what will they do?"

"No need to do anything... The red light will constantly burn the creature's desire, constantly raising the temperature of the desire, which will also consume the energy of the red light itself. As long as the desire cannot burn, the red light will consume itself, thus suppressing the spread of the red light."

"What happens after that?"

"After that? Just treat the creature as a 'stabilizer'. Every time the red light rages, throw it into the dance floor and consume the energy of the red light." The man in red spread his hands and said something heartless.

"Don't care about what the creature thinks?"

"Who cares about what it thinks?" The man in red asked back.

Now, Mo Ling was also stunned. He still overestimated the degree of good and evil of these city people.

"They might just tie the creature up in the dance floor and protect it with an iron cage. Every time the red light rages, they let the 'stabilizer' work on its own."

"Or, cut off its head, soak it in a nutrient tank, and find a rope to hang it in the middle of the dance floor, which has the same effect."

"Also, you can use relics to preserve the creature's thoughts, so that it can live forever in a false world, so that it will be a little 'happier'."

"Well... In fact, there is another possibility, that is, they will copy many of the same creatures, and every time the red light rages, throw one in as a consumable, and raise the rest, so that there will be no accidents."

"..."

The red-clothed man mentioned many methods, and Mo Ling's hair stood on end: "Are they so cruel?"

"Cruel? Do you think they are human? They are not human. They are a dark race that has wandered in the dark for countless years. Killing and blood are the marks engraved in their souls."

"They don't talk about humanitarianism. There is no concept of "compassion" in their minds, let alone for a foreign race that they have never met."

The red-clothed man's words shattered Mo Ling's fantasy. He originally thought that those races had the same order as humans. He even empathized with their pursuit of light. Now it seems that his understanding of the abyss is not deep enough.

Thinking of this, he looked at the red-clothed man again, and the red-clothed man also noticed Mo Ling's scrutinizing eyes.

"What are you looking at me for? I am a human being, just like what you saw in the Pipeline Fortress. I have humanitarianism and humanistic care. I am different from those dark races."

"No." Mo Ling shook his head: "I just think that it is very hard for you to stay here alone..."

Hearing Mo Ling's words, the man in red was stunned.

He stood there, and did not come back to his senses from Mo Ling's words for a long time.

"Why do you... feel so?" He asked in a daze.

Mo Ling thought about it, and he didn't quite understand why he felt this way, but he could indeed feel the fatigue of the man in red. After hesitating for a moment, he answered uncertainly: "Because you have to pretend that you have never seen the light."

After Mo Ling answered, the man in red froze again.

Red snow fell between the two people, and the flashing red light kept sweeping outside the alley. The light spots dyed everything they looked at with a fiery red. Hongguang City was still as "lively" as ever, but the two of them calmed down for a long time.

Mo Ling stood there blankly, with his square head staring straight ahead.

There was a constant flicker in the red-clothed man's eyes, and the metallic luster was reflected in his dark eyeballs.

Just like that, the two looked at each other for a long time, and the man in red recovered from his trance.

He sighed and caught the red snow that was getting bigger and bigger with his hands. The light spots hit his hands and jumped to the ground like marbles.

"Sometimes, I think you really look like a human... You can speak human language, look similar to humans, and come from the pipeline fortress. If you say you are a human wearing a metal headgear, maybe I will believe you..."

"Really?" Mo Ling took a step forward excitedly: "I am a human wearing a metal headgear."

The man in red, who had just come back to his senses, was stunned again, and after a while, he laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, I believe it, I believe it..."

He raised his head, and a faint water light flashed in the corner of his eyes.

He quickly raised his hand and wiped it with the sleeve of his coat.

Under the flickering red light, a faint water stain appeared on the coat, and then quickly faded away in the cold snow.

"Do you really believe it?"

"Yes."

"Why do I feel like you are just kidding me..."

"I really believe it."

Seeing that the man in red still didn't believe it, Mo Ling took out a can of Coke from the cube and handed it to the man in red.

"Now you believe it, right?"

The man in red widened his eyes, looked at the Coke, and then looked at Mo Ling.

He didn't take the Coke, but grabbed Mo Ling's hand.

"Come with me!"